End of Summer

August 20, 2014

This month I’ve been off the radar. My free time has spent going to the gym, helping the 18 yo job hunt, and getting the 16 yo ready for college classes they’re taking this year in high-school. I’ve done zero in the way of vacation this summer, so I’m due for something by the end of September…if I have time. =_=;

The job hunt has been slow —while Texas has seen a boom in new jobs and less unemployment, it’s mostly in the tech and skilled areas, and with every family that moves here, comes members of their family that take jobs for the unskilled. Employers like grocery stores and retail outlets, even restaurants, can demand applicants have at least a year of experience, because there’s more unskilled applicants than positions. Also, construction-work is out because the market here is saturated with labor from other parts of Texas that are willing to do the work for cheap.

Hindering our search is Ian himself. He barely fills out applications, he’s constantly on the phone with his girlfriend (he has no car or driver’s license, so he’s here all day), this is bad because no one can call him back if he’s constantly on the phone.  We’re about to put the smack down on the phone use and the constant internet use for Ian–he’s got no job, no college in his future, and I’m tired of my spouse getting an attitude because he’s always in the kitchen eating up all the food. I’m just tired of him sucking up my electricity.

School clothes for Mag were a cinch as always—and we shaved the back of her head and bleached her front for the upcoming school year. I hate the front, they’re going for a ‘Cobain’ look and I really hate it. We got lucky in that Amazon allows for textbook rental for these college classes—that’s a relief because I’m not paying $110 for a book they’ll only use for one semester. Textbook prices are fucking ridiculous—even the digital ones ($99 for an eTextbook?).

I’m slowly adjusting to the new diet and workout regimen that I’ve been put on. I can’t go over 1500 calories, I work out every other day, and I cannot eat things that will inflame my pancreas, irritate the ulcer in my stomach, or aggravate my gallbladder; in other words—I can’t drink alcohol EVER, nor any of the carb-heavy things I grew up with. >_<  I’m on a tracker for my food intake which sucks. I hate recovering from medical mishaps.

I’ve been cleaning up the manuscripts for books 1-6, my novellas are now novels.

The outlines for the final two books are finished and approved—so I’m writing dialog for the first of the final two. I plan to begin the first draft on that one September 1. To remain focused I’ve had to eliminate my Twitter account, and am thinking of taking Facebook off my menu-bar. There’s so much going on right now that it’s hard to tune out and remain focused.

September’s when I’m expected to release the artist from her contract if certain things aren’t finished when the pub wants them. Again—everything’s on hold because I don’t give a shit about the art at this time, but I do see their point in that we still don’t have an approved design for the main character, nor do we have an image that represents that character in action.

Time for a breakfast shake, and then writing.


Revisions and Deadline Hell.

August 3, 2014



Kotex at SDCC, and Why I Hate the film, Lucy.

July 26, 2014

I adore this blog called Women Write About Comics.  It’s through one of their tweets that I discovered Kotex had a booth at San Diego Comic-Con. My first reaction was… fuck this shit.

A part of me still mourns the fact that San Diego Comic Con isn’t about comics, and hasn’t been for a long time, but putting that aside and accepting it, I’ve realized that the type of ‘geek/nerd’ that SDCC is catering to, just isn’t me.  I’ve noticed, in my thirty-plus years as a comic reader and cult-film fan and genre television viewer, that my kind of nerd isn’t the one everyone’s talking about these days.

It seems that there’s this new legion of fans branded the ‘pop-culture geek’. Since a large share of these brand-name geeks are women, Kotex gets a booth.  =_=; I’m not going to bash Kotex here, the more I thought about the booth, the better my attitude got in regard to them being there. I think their humorous social-media campaign is funny and relatively positive for young women; but I’ve got some serious nerdy-gender fatigue when it comes to the things I enjoy, and the business of promoting them.

  •  I hate the word fan-girl. I’m not a girl, I’m a woman – but you know that, because you’re doing everything you can to remind me of that, by telling me you’re doing everything you can to make me like you, because you want my money.

Interesting side note to the above statement: I thought this write up for Time by Eliana Dokterman was good—but the title made me want to punch a wall, but I punched that wall already when Dokterman wrote that other piece for Time, on the colonially racist and scientifically nonsensical film, Lucy.  Go see this film ( I did ) and still tell me about the nuance of ‘Johannson as super-heroine’ being both physical, and intellectual,  Do it, I dare you. 0_0

Back on point, I’m tired of announcements telling me ‘there’s a going be a female such and such’. I’m tired of shows telling me, ‘we have women writers’.  I’m tired of panels and conventions creating gender-specific programs because … how else can I feel like I belong?

I’m a true nerd, I can read the material and know if its empowering…I can watch the show and see a woman’s name in the credits…and guess what, keep allowing those those ‘girldom’ panels because hey– feminist, white-washing, and other panels centered on non-white male fan issues should all be lumped together and scheduled at the same time. Way to thin out the herd.

I probably shouldn’t complain about you right? None of those things I’ve complained about, is actually aimed at me, Ye Olde Woman Nerd. You’re all about inundating this newly coveted fan-girl, that female portion of this branded ‘pop-culture geek’, you fear will easily move on to another show or story unless you shout at them ‘PLEASE LOOK AT ME! I’M DOING THIS FOR YOU!’, now here’s a Kotex booth & don’t pick on the booth babes, that’s not feminist.


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